A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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sacha veer bana de

sacha veer bana de maa- sacha veer bana de maa 

dhruv jeasi mujhe bhakti de de- arju

A Message From My Heart

I thought it was what I wanted.

You promised me it was.

You took me in your arms<

A New Beginning
Something happened to me when our relationship died,
Something happened to me right when we said

Apna kisi or ko bana na sake

Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage

Ek pal me unhone hamein bhula diya

TERE BIN AB CHUP CHUP REHNA

Bin tere ab chup chup rehna acha lagta hai,

Khamosh reh ke is dard ko sehna acha lagta ha

Zindgi ne kiye hain bahut se sitam !

Zindagi Ne Kiye Hain Bahut
Se Sitam
.
.
.
Teri Kasam
.

Friends Apart

we've always been together,

we did everything with laughter,

we thought it was fo

Why Me Why You

why is it when I look in your eyes,

I see the love burning inside me.

why is it w

Love Is Better Than Hate
Don't judge a book by it's cover,
love is better than hate.

Life's to short to waste opp

MAALUM KYA KISI KO

उतरा तेरे किनारे जब कारवां हमारा ॥

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